Now that Wilma’s medications are under control and her behaviors are starting to improve, and many times we can go places and trust that she won’t throw shoes at strangers’ heads, we can finally begin intensive behavioral therapy. After years of insurance won’t cover it and the school district doesn’t provide it, we sat on waiver wait lists. After getting approved for SELF waiver we waited some more. Our enroll date is Jan 29th. FINALLLLLY this coming Tuesday, April 8, we will begin services— part of the FBA that will lead to ABA. Do a dance of joy with me. Will ABA be the magic bullet? Maybe not. But to be able to access it and try it before shrugging it off as “well, she’s high functioning, so it’s probably not for her” is a blessing. Now to get Fred off the wait list. When I called and asked why she was approved first I was told it was because he “ONLY” has autism. ONLY. HAH. She’s got autism, adhd, ODD, megacolon, encopresis….. and a partridge in a pear treeeeee. At the moment, his behaviors are more severe than hers. But SHE’LL get the intensive therapy.
ABA is what I THOUGHT would be part of Fred’s autism classroom in preschool. Though I LOVED that class for him, it wasn’t ABA. Some kids get ABA tutors in public schools— but I’ve been too happy with the district to fight them. For what they DO provide, they do an awesome job and really love and know our kids. ETR/IEP meetings are a breeze. But I’ve been wanting to try ABA and had no way to do so. Until now.